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Post by Obscuris on Jan 21, 2016 2:33:35 GMT
Arlana stared at the nervous pink haired girl in front of her and tried to calm her with the wider of her smiles. The Tarot Apprentice knew it could be kind of weird if someone approached you like that and understood some people were sometimes too shy to be comfortable talking openly like her and Arlana was the kind of people that thought everything could be fixed with a good a bright smile. “Oh really?” Arlana raised her eyebrows in surprise as the girl who introduced herself as Kusuri told her she didn’t know a lot of Haruko “I thought you were her sister or something like that! With that pink hair and those eyes, you know” The red haired girl shook her hand a few centimeters away from her head to emphasize her words and suddenly froze. “Oh no! Did that sound as bad as I think?” she thought, losing herself on her thoughts for a few moments and then sighed and added one more phrase, ashamed “Sorry, I didn’t want to sound offensive or anything, all right?”
Now that she was closer to the girl, the vibration Arlana had when Kusuri entered was more grew stronger and she couldn’t help but to glance at the Asian girl’s back pack. She didn’t know why but a strange feeling run through her back when her eyes stopped at the small bag and for a second she felt the compulsive urge to take a peak and see what all the ruckus was about. Sun must had felt it too, because Arlana could feel him moving on his pocket.
Shaking her head slightly to get rid of that strange sensation, Arlana got a bit closer to Kusuri. “So… ehm…”she stuttered, lowering her voice to a whisper as she looked around carelessly. Arlana wasn’t very good at being discreet, the same as Kusuri. “Are you part of the H…OOOLY MOTHER OF AN SCOTISH GOOSE!”
At the exact moment when Arlana was about to whisper “Hidden World” the attack started. The window besides the table where the two girls were talking exploded in a million pieces. “Look out!” she yelled as she reached for Kusuri’s hand and yanked her away from the table. With her usual clumsiness, the girl tripped with her own feet and rolled through the ground a few times before hitting the table next to theirs. Luckily she didn’t end up badly damaged (just a few bruises) and stood up as soon as she could, feeling a bit dizzy after spinning so much.
The monster that stood over the table was like nothing Arlana had seen before. Reaching almost 3 meters tall, the creatures seemed like a biologist’s worst nightmare. Big, sharp, mean looking teeth. A threatening tangle of long tentacles on their back. This one in particular was drooling like a river and the dense liquid made a small puddle on the table beneath the weird creature’s feet. For a second, Arlana had the wild thought that those were just common animals in Siberia (she didn’t know anything about that god forsaken, ass freezing place after all!) and her first reaction was too call animal control or something like that. After that small moment of stupidity passed, the Tarot Apprentice noticed that the monster was moving towards her with its long and sharp claws pointed right at her throat. The girl reached for her deck desperately but it was too late, the creature was just a few meters away. From her pocket, Arlana could hear a muffled curse as Sun burned through his master’s coat and dashes straight against the monster’s disturbing face and exploded in a flaming ball, trying to buy some time for Arlana.
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Post by Colt of Personality on Jan 28, 2016 4:03:58 GMT
Silver Masks and Monsters!!!
For a split moment Crow felt bad for the poor sap who Eve rushed and completely decimated. He had hoped the nearly debilitating noise would stop but when it continue the Gunslinger came to the conclusion that there were problem more assailants. With his hawk like eyes Crow could see the light reflection of the silver detailing on the shotgun taking aim at Eve. The Rail-gun wasted no time as he quickly rolled up a tight snowball and with uncanny accuracy tossed it at the barrel of the shotgun jamming it full of snow. The Super Charged Cowboy followed that up by rushing towards the mask assailant a smirk on his face as he said, “A real man never takes a lady from behind without asking her permission first.” The cowboy spun around while drawing his revolver to attempt to pistol whip the man across the face then as he completed his 360 if the pistol strike stunned the man Crow would fire off a round into the shotgun holder’s knee cap and then boot him in the face. As the Lightning Revolver turned to face the others the combine effects of their noise and his medical cigarettes started to have an effect everything in his field of vision started to blur and he nearly dropped to a knee a for moment. Despite this being a seemingly simple fight his condition was making it more and more difficult. As Crow and Eve dealt with Masked Assailants, Kusuri and Arlana were about to deal with a completely different threat. The two magical girls chatted a bit, the young nurse only laughed as the Irish girl commented about her hair color and maybe she and Haruko were sisters. Meanwhile Shinshi, Kusuri’s guardian White Rabbit, was on high alert the pink hair girl may not have sensed the magical vibrations coming from Arlana especially her pocket but he could. He relayed the information to Kusuri through his telepathic connection to her, “Kusuri I know you think this girl is friendly but there is something about her. I don’t know what it is yet but she is not your normal girl.” Kusuri didn’t take Shinshi warning entirely serious until Arlana leaned in and start to ask her something, the young Mahoseki Warrior started to get nervous maybe Arlana did know about her and the Magic Gems, however just as Arlana was about to say something burst through the window of the dinner. Arlana in the best intentions tried to pull Kusuri out of the way but both girls own cluminess caused them to trip over themselves and each other. While neither one was hurt badly, Kusuri did get a cut on her leg wincing in pain. “Kusuri get up you need to go transform into your magical girl form now!” Kusuri agreed and got up and made a break for it reluctantly, “But what about Arlana and the people in the diner?” Shinshi seemed a bit annoyed with Kusuri concern but not out of anger more out of wanting her to be a better Mahoseki Warrior. “You can’t help them in your current form…yet. And you can’t expose yourself as Ruby Heart in front of so many people. I understand your concern but you need to think with your head and act like a true warrior.” Once Kusuri made it out back she drew out her Mahoseki Wand and began to chant her magical incarnation. “Hearts are Lighten. Wounds are Healed. All Those Around Me Shine Brighter. I am the Ruby Glow that Castaway Harm from My Friends…Awaken Mahosek Warriori: Ruby Heart!” Once the magical energy cocoon broke around her Ruby Heart emerged, because of the transforming aging Kusuri she was a bit unrecognizable even her voice was a bit older. As Ruby Heart took a step forward she winced a bit and realized the cut on her leg was still there it was healing now but it still hurt. The Magic Gem Warrior rushed back around to the front of the dinner as Sun attacked the monster which was quite shocking for Kusuri seeing search a disgusting creature, Shinshi floated around Ruby Heart as he spoke to her. “What is that creature and where did it come from? I don’t see any Mahoseki energy from it.” Ruby Heart created a sphere of pink MM energy and fired it at the biological nightmare. “Hey big, nasty, and ugly! How about you fight someone with a little more punch!” Meanwhile Shinshi eyes narrowed on the small fireball that had exploded in the monsters face and chased after it much to the shock of Ruby Heart. “ Shin?! Where are you going? Stop chasing fire balls!” The White Rabbit altered its telepathic connection to try and communicate with Sun. “ Stop right there! I know you aren’t just a fireball! What are you? Who are you working for scoundrel?”
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Post by Vapovile on Jan 31, 2016 14:00:47 GMT
Seeing that Crow and Eve had begun attacking the people supposedly responsible for the noise, Aria opens her pistols and puts in a large orange cartridge into each chamber. These were stun bullets, meant to release a minor electric shock into the assailant's body that would numb the area it enters by targeting the electrical impulses in their nervous system. Then, dashing forward at blinding speeds, Aria fires one bullet each at the remaining people wearing masks...and one to knock off Eve's cannon arm aim. Her shots toward the people with masks were aimed at their legs, so if the bullet went through, they would feel their legs tense up like the effects of a Taser, followed likely by them falling over after losing most motor control. "All of you! Cease this fight immediately, or you will be placed under arrest!" The HWIC president yells out to both the attackers, as well as Crow and Eve.
Making her way through the snow, Haruko notices that she isn't nearly as fast as her older sister. Though oddly enough...she recognized 2 of the people who also seemed to be attacking the masked people; Eve and Zappy! Though she was much more happy to see the former than the latter. As Haruko made her way after Aria, Cadence simply sat farther back on her perch, watching the action from afar. She didn't recognize anyone present...except for the one wearing the large hat. Previously, Crow had been captured by Marika, but managed to escape through Cadence's door in the Kaspa. Unfortunately, Cadence was ordered to go after Crow, and the two of them fought each other in a brutal battle. She personally didn't care much for Crow either way...but he was probably holding a grudge against her.
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Post by waybig1010101 on Jan 31, 2016 19:11:28 GMT
The events occur in slow mode from Smith’s point-of-view as he examines everything going on. His eyes pick up the creatures’ position, velocity, and numerous other factors that he includes in his calculations to determine the best course of action. With a quick wrist movement, spiraling visible codes materialize around his hands for a split moment before fusing together into two high tech pistols. He turns one of the pistols towards the largest current gathering of the creatures, and his other weapon points at the civilians in danger. Without a moment of hesitation, he pulls the triggers. Out of the barrel of his weapons is a bright flash of blue light before two glowing bullets are launch in separate directions. As they approach their intended regions of the restaurant, the two glowing bullets’ shell disintegrates and a quick burst of tiny plasma beams disperse. For every creature there seems to be at least three or four beams heading their way, but the true terror of this technique is that each beam would move with flexibility and control. Few example, the beams that initially went upwards, bend downwards on various angles towards the monsters. Each beam will only last for a few seconds before disappearing, but during the few seconds, each single beam could be use to penetrate a target over and over again inside the body, or simply exit one target and enter into another. And with Smith’s manual control over their trajectory, he directs the beams to hit vital areas of the monsters, while avoiding the innocent civilians. During the testing process, he has on occasion witness that a few plasma beams working together are capable of vaporizing an entire cubic meter of steel before they vanish. Turning to Marceline he issues a quick command in his typical relax voice, “Go protect the citizens, I’ll support you with cover fire from here.”
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Hearing the noise from behind, Chase turns around to see the invasion. His first thought is to use Kagutsuchi and burn all the foes to dust. Using his selective burning, or “friendly fire,” ability after mastering his intense fire weapon, he could simply avoid causing anyone and the building itself from receiving damage by his flames, even if the whole building is inside a tornado of fire, while still managing to deal deadly levels of heat and energy to the creatures. Yet, before he could proceed to do just that, a quick vision enters his mind. The image depicts that his next move will erupt in a massive explosion that kills everyone, and while he stands in the ashes, his shadow transforms into a new shape as it slowly consumes his very being. During the vision, he did not notice one of the larger creatures approaching, and by the time he snaps out of it, he lacks the significant amount of time needed to react to the blow. A moment later he finds himself inside the bathroom wall. Looking up, he sees the giant creature though the massive hole in the wall, where the door use to be. Moving his hands away from his sword, he instead decides to handle the situation with his bare fists. He proceeds to free himself from the wall, and by the time his feet touch the ground, he seems to have disappear at the same instance that the bathroom floor cracks. Appearing close to the giant in a low stance, his upper body starts to raise upwards as he throws an uppercut punch at the center of gravity of his rather large opponent. The force behind his blow could have launch a car over a moderate size skyscraper. His plan is simple…to remove this foe from this place and deal with it somewhere else.
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Post by HungryHunter on Jan 31, 2016 22:42:45 GMT
Eve's canon went off a second before Aria's attack knocked her canon to the side. She glared back, only to see Aria. Her face twisted into a grin as the flail wielder fell in two pieces. "Trying to steal my kills? You're underestimating me!" Eve lunged forward and a blade sliced out of her wrist, slashing across the necks of the cultists paralyzed by Aria's bullets. Crow's attack successfully brought the shotgun wielder to his knees beside her, shotgun falling. Eve caught it out of the air and put it to the man's head. A gunshot rang out and the last cultist fell over. The terrible ringing in everybody's skulls faded away. "Those guys were pushovers." Eve remarked as she stuck the shotgun into a holster in her coat. "They were my friends!" A furious voice called from above.
A woman crouched in a tree, grey tights clinging to her legs, waist wrapped in a pink sash, and the rest bare, showing green fur coating her body. Her hair stuck up in reddish purple spikes all over. "You will not harm more of my friends or my master!" She declared, unhooking some sort of green stone club from her sash.
Marceline nodded at the orders and ran to a waitress who was hiding under a table, batting away another small creature standing atop it. "Are there any windows in the kitchen!?" She yelled over the sounds of shattering glass, screams of pain, and unearthly wails of the monsters. The waitress shook her head, eyes wide in shock, and Marceline pulled her out, grabbing at any nearby customers, fighting off the desire to hide under the table herself.
She screamed at any who hesitated, shoving them roughly at the kitchen door and forcing them in. "And don't fucking come out until it's over!" She slammed the door shut and ripped off the handle. Hopefully that would keep these... things out. She looked back and found the first larger beast having a bad time. It howled and covered its eyes when Sun erupted in its face, stumbling back and leaving its chest open to Kusuri's attack. Its chest plates were cracked and slimy red blood flowed forth. Marceline was surprised at such a normal color coming from something so alien. This blood vanished in the heat of Smith's beams, replaced by smoke pouring from its internal organs. The smell that choked the air was hideous, like burning flesh mixed with something unrecognizable and utterly wrong.
The creature's dripping jaws became tinged with red as blood mingled with its saliva. The uppercut was complete overkill at this point. The monster's body twisted in ways not natural even to it when it was struck, its jaw flying off in midair, landing in Arlana's food. It smashed through the roof with a sickening crunch and landed somewhere out in the blizzard. It wasn't likely to get up. The two behind it who were crawling over each other to get in hesitated. In their hesitation, three of the smaller ones scrabbled over their bodies, one charging to dig its teeth into Chase's ankle. The other two charged around, jumping up at Arlana's neck. Chase wasn't the target of just one for long. Four more clambered through the hole in the ceiling, crawling along the surface for a moment to lunge down at him from every direction. Already, several others were looking down through the roof, and even as Marceline stepped forward to help, a larger beast's fist smashed through another spot above Smith. She herself was grabbed from behind by a tendril, pulling her towards the window behind her. She went limp until the monster had pulled her right up to its mouth and went into action, flipping it through the window and over her head, smashing it through the floorboards. "Fuck, fuck, fuck!" Even as she mashed the being into paste with her bat, another two were approaching the window.
Huntsman looked with admiration at Matt's transformation. "Ohhhh. Not often I meet other shapeshifters." She tilted her head when he marched up to the plants. "Uh, I wouldn't-" The instant Matt lay his hand on the plant, its stalk broke with a resounding crack. "And you set it off... these plants have a symbiotic relationship with some of the more unpleasant things here. So when they crack, it's a signal that something big enough to be good eating is in the area." A rhythmic beat filled the air, growing louder as something came into view. An aerial form came into view, pretty much entirely wingspan. It lacked a head and its entire body was soft and squishy like an octopus, squeezing out air to propel itself alongside its wing power. Similarly shaped beings peaked out from the grass, puttering around it on feet like sledges, vestigial wings like fins along their backs. Both the flying and terrestrial forms displayed long, twisting proboscises beneath their bodies. "Don't break any more plants, kay?" Huntsman stretched and long red tendrils began to extend from her sleeves and out her hood. The monsters dripped acid from the mouths the proboscises came from and she just laughed, a truly terrible sound.
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Post by Obscuris on Feb 3, 2016 3:15:48 GMT
Do you ever had one of those days when everything seems to be going perfectly just to get screwed over in just a couple of seconds? Well, Arlana had that exact feeling. But multiplied by ten. Just a few seconds ago she was casually chatting with a cool girl that look like a great person and possibly a great friend (something Arlana was in need badly) and in a few moments later all hell broke loose. Enegry bullets, a metal bat, fire and the screams of the common people all fused together on a whirlwind of confusion.
As Arlana watched what it seemed to be Haruko dressed like a magical girl in a flash of pink (like the ones from the cartoons she saw when she was little), the Tarot Apprentice only could think on one simple thing: “OH MY GOD, I HATE THE HIDDEN WORLD”. Why couldn’t things be simple for once on her life? It was a childish thought, but Arlana wasn’t capable of thinking rationally at that moment. She pulled her deck out of her pocket, ready to join the battle. Her lips were on the middle of a silent chant when Ruby Heart attack reached the monster, who had left his chest unprotected after Sun’s distraction. The creature’s tough skin broke like a piece of untampered metal and its blood cursed freely over the broken fragments. Red blood. Crimson blood. Human blood.
Arlana gasped, her body paralyzed. The image of her father’s bloodstained body popped up on her mind like a fresh and terrible painting engraved in her head with the same fire that had consumed her world just mere months ago. Her knees began to shake uncontrollably and her lungs didn’t respond to her vain attempts to get air. The Minor Arcana deck escaped from her shaky hands and it spread all around the dinner floor. Arlana stumbled backwards and tripped against a table, which was on its side after all the violent movement that followed the initial attack, leaving her defenseless against the two monsters that charged against her, with their claws opened in a cruel gesture. Meanwhile, outside the dinner, Sun was flapping its small wings to escape his white and fluffy pursuer. He had acted recklessly, showing himself to all the people on that dinner like that and now that strange presence he felt on that flat chested girl was chasing after him asking all sort of dangerous questions. And the way the white rabbit communicate through it thought was starting to get annoying. “Get out of here, furball!” Sun answered, using both his voice and telepathy. As both of them were magical beings, Sun was able to pass his thoughts to the white rabbit, something he couldn’t do with Arlana yet. “Go back or I’ll turn you into stew!” The golden bird turned his head around for a second to check if he was still being followed. The white rabbit was still there, but the sparrow’s eyes caught something more disturbing behind it. Through the remains of a broken window and between the tendrils and claws of the monsters, Sun could clearly see how his master dropped her deck of card and fall to her knees in front of her certain death. “LANA!” he screamed and turned 180° violently. With a violent squeak, he passed next to Shinshi in a blur and flew back towards the dinner. But he noticed he would never make it back in time. Then he saw Kusuri, who was getting ready to fight more monsters. Although her appearance was different, Sun could sense that her magical energy was the same as the pink haired girl Arlana was talking to.
“HEY, PINK!” he screamed, dashing towards the infested dinner “GET ARLANA! SAVE HER!” He couldn't help but to close his eyes when one of the monster's claws descended towards his friend.
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Post by TimePuppy on Feb 7, 2016 21:08:29 GMT
Matt wished Huntsman explained this to him before he tried clearing them out. But what's done is done. "Don't touch any more plants. Got it." Good thing he was already in a combat form with good acid resistance. He summoned his white shield and lance. He couldn't use any special attack or he would destroy surrounding alarm plants, but he could protect himself from acid with the shield and clobber the ones on the ground with his lance.
"Any suggestions on where to hit them? Like where are their brains?"
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Post by Colt of Personality on Feb 17, 2016 3:27:06 GMT
Stand Off Between Hunters! But More Importantly MAGIC PET FIGHT!
In a blur of movement and murder Eve annihilated the remaining masked assailants including the one Crow seemingly dealt with. Blood stained the white snow ground as much as they guys were a threat they could also be used for information and killing them without remorse was not something Crow was going to let slide. Before Eve could swing around to face Crow he had drawn Quicksilver and had it aimed at her chest. “Consider this truce…..Haruko!” Aria’s voice was enough to make Crow turn and spot the all too familiar and flat chested form of the Battle Seamstress. Seeing Aria with her guns raised make the Gunslinger turn his own revolver to her. “What are you doing out here Haruko…and what are you doing what her?” Crow motion to the Head of the HWIC herself Aria Miyata, Haruko’s sister and if Crow remember one she was not happy with. However before this happy reunion could go any longer (and Crow realize that the Doll of Thorns and former foe Cadence wasn’t too far behind) a new challenger entered the ring.
The new challenger was a women who seemed not to care for modesty with a bottom layer of thin clothing and fur covering the top half she mention that the assailants were her friends along with a master. Crow eyes widen for a moment as he remembered why exactly all of them were gathered for a friend in need. “Who is your master? And where is my friend Dan?” Crow noticed the green club and he smirked a little. “Careful sweetheart. You are outnumbered here and that club isn’t going to do much against this trigger-happy maniac here she just decimated your friends like it was her warm-up exercise. And the pink haired one behind me may be small in the chest department but she makes up for it in skill.” Crow took aim with Quicksilver ignoring the spots of fading colors that were appearing in his vision. “So what’s it going to be the calm quiet road or the bumpy ride of ass kicking that awaits you?”
As Crow and his group encountered the mysterious female warrior Kusuri and Shinshi were dealing with the Diner Invasion. The young girl was confused by the seemingly human blood. How could creatures as disturbing and alien looking as these have normal crimson blood. But as much as she wanted to examine the creatures for more details two things were calling her attention the state of her the friend she just made and a strange yellow ball calling out to protect her. However she saw Shinshi not to far from the creature calling to Kusuri. The White Knight chased Sun calling out both to Kusuri and the other magical pet. “Kusuri don’t it could be a trap! We don’t know who either of those two are! Get back here you coward! Shining Silver Comet!” Shinshi spun him into a white and silver blur and launched himself at Sun with enough force to potentially knock the Yellow Fire Bird out of the air. Meanwhile Kusuri turned to Arlana again and despite Shinshi warning rushed to her aid. To the young magical girl whether Arlana was a possibly enemy or not it did not matter. She was a person in need, someone who was unsure and in over her head similar to how not to long ago Kusuri was and to a degree still is. Kusuri’s brother had taught her that even in the darkness a good heart will always shine through and the Mahoseki Knight would not abandon someone in their own moment of darkness. As the tentacle and teeth abomination came falling towards Arlana, Kusuri drew her Mahoseki staff and swung it upwards as if it was bat with enough strength to score an inside the park home-run.
The Ruby Heart knelt down and offered her hand, “Hey it’s okay I know this all must be scaring to you but you aren’t alone.” With a wave of her other hand Kusuri used her Mahoseki Magic to start gathering Arlana’s tarot cards. “I’m Ruby Heart, I’m a friend so you don’t have to do this alone. Just look around and see all these other people helping. I know this Hidden World is scary and filled with lots of monsters but there are more good people who fight back those monsters.” Ruby Heart gave Arlana a cheerful smile along with her Tarot cards neatly stacked. “Listen I could really use your help there are a lot of people who could be hurt or injured. My powers aren’t really good for being a fighter but you could provide some support. So please will you help me?”
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Post by waybig1010101 on Feb 21, 2016 7:03:41 GMT
Just before the creature could manage to dig its razor shape teeth into his ankle, Chase quickly punts the monster straight up with the tip of his shoe. While the beast hangs in midair, his right hand shoots forward and grabs it’s skull with incredible force and speed. Without needing to look up, he could sense the spiritual presence of the four targets above him. “Annoying little shits.” he said with a serious expression. He begins winding up the hand holding the creature’s head. The rotational force of his movement violently removes and flings the body of the disgusting animal from its head. By the time the carcass lands on a table at the opposite end of the restaurant, the ones lunging from above have already lost their souls. The the first one to get within striking distance is greeted with a headbutt from his decapitated sibling. The collision erupts into a explosion of blood, bones, and brain matter flying in all directions. Continuing to hold onto the remaining portion of his broken blunt weapon, he doesn’t allow a moment of hesitation between the second blow. He performs a downward swing against another creature, resulting in a loud crack spreading through the air as the creature drops like a sack of potatoes with its noggin spilt wide open. At this point Chase’s killing utensil is slightly longer then a pencil as he executes another attack. With a quick hand gesture, he adjusts the narrowest part of the skull fragment to the bottom of his fist and proceed to impale the beast into the wall with the bone fragment piercing the space between its eyes. The final jumper opens its mouth in a desperate attempt to bite whatever comes its way, but that was its last mistake. The a merciless man sees his opportunity and launches his hand down the creature’s throat. As quickly as his hand enters it exists and the lifeless body hits the floor soon after. As he is drench in fresh blood and holds intestines in his right hand, Chase stands perfectly still next to a massive spatter spot on the wall from the hanging animal. He looks down at the most intact creature lying down at his feet. Noticing a slight moment, he stomps on the disgusting animal with enough force to pop its head. Suddenly the world turns red and his hearts beats faster and faster. Dropping the organs, he starts to take a few deep breaths to relax himself.
Pointing one of his guns above his head, Smith releases another shot at the approaching threat. Yet instead of a series of plasma beams, instead the bullet moves forward and erupts into a sphere of plasma energy, which is slightly bigger than a soccer ball. With the other gun, he points it towards Marceline and shots a few rounds at the creatures approaching her. Some being a miniature plasma bomb, others are the diapering plasma beams. As he fires he slowly walks towards the citizens as he examines Chase. He could tell that he is trying to prevent himself from losing control to his bloodlust. Even on a normal day he could not rely on him to safeguard the civilians, but at this rate he might even become a dangerous factor going against their wellbeing. With a mental command he issues a quick report to Aria, giving her their location and the current status of the situation at hand by the time he reaches Marceline. After giving information to Aria, he contacts the HWIC HQ and delivers a quick message, "We have innocent civilians in danger. Get an Evac for them ASAP." He knew that if someone like Aria is here, that would almost guarantee their survival, but he still couldn't help risk that small chance of the causality report including the names of the people in this restaurant. Smith continues to support everyone with his strategically place shots, but he couldn’t help but give glances at Chase, who continues to remain still. And then on top of that there is a small exchange between some unique animals with abilities as well. Making a mental note to research these two and their partners later, but for now he must focus his attention of protecting the people here.
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Post by Vapovile on Feb 23, 2016 6:38:20 GMT
Aria glared in Eve's direction as the Wild Hunt leader proceeded to murder all but one of the cultists without any remorse. Seeing Crow point one of his guns at her, Aria responded in kind, pointing the other gun at the woman in the tree. Just behind Crow though, Haruko raises her fist up and lightly punches him in the side of his right arm. "I thought we were done with those chest comments, Zappy. As for her, we...talked it out a while ago. We got a letter from Dan at Christmas, and she's helping me stop him. So I'd appreciate it if you two didn't fight." She says, turning to the woman in the tree. Just who was this lady?
After hearing Crow speak to the woman, Aria steps forward to take control of the situation, finally. "All of you! I am going to require a detailed account of how hostilities here began, so I can determine if this..." Aria glares once more at Eve. "...was a killing justified in self defense." Looking back up at the woman, Aria takes out a badge from her dress and presents it for her to see. "Aria Miyata, president of the Hidden World Intelligence and Containment organization. You are hereby requested to lower your weapon and come in for questioning. If you come quietly, we can perhaps get some justice for your friends who were killed just now. Resist, and..." She motions to her pistols. "I will have to use force to detain you. Now please, lower your weapon and submit yourself to questioning."
While she was talking, she heard Smith's report over her communicator and nods slightly to the information. So there was trouble all the way in town as well. She'd need to go back there after resolving this dispute to help out, while the HWIC sent a aerial transport vehicle to carry civilians away from the area, which needed time to arrive. Meanwhile, Cadence stayed much farther back than everyone else, watching in silence.
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Post by HungryHunter on Feb 26, 2016 2:30:13 GMT
Eve shrugged. "Hey, you can't leave a psychic lying around. They could call their friends." She smiled smugly when the woman alighted in the tree. "See?" She ignored the woman in the tree to look down at the tiny woman. "Oh, hey pinky two. You got the letter too? Is he paying you to take him down as well?" The woman stood up on the branch and extended her hook forth. "I am Abijah, the Jade Army of my lord! You think I would betray him like that? You don't know me at all... so I'll have to teach you!"
She swung the club in a complex pattern, leaving green marks in the air. She thrust it through the center and the lines wrapped around her. The pattern became solid, holes filling in with light. The light dimmed, cooling into a one piece dress, tight on her body until it flared out at the knees, where it ended, slit in the thigh showing the green fur of her legs all the way up. Its texture was like silk, but it didn't restrict her movement even that much. The dress was covered in subtle darker green markings, seemingly figurative but difficult to properly see. One of the figures somehow moved, twitching across her body and very suddenly tearing free. Where there was one Abijah, there were now two. One flew down right at Crow and Eve, the other at Aria and Haruko. Mid fall, each split in two once again. Another split from the back of the one facing Aria to charge Cadence.
Four of them got into battle stances, dress now bare of markings. The one before Crow instead smiled. "My master is your friend Dan Drake, avatar of the Primal Roar, the scream of the id, king of beasts, top of all food chains. I am of the Roar's mate, the Worm With one Thousand Tongues, the unthinkable thinker, queen of dreams, the one who will free you from everything, assigned to be the avatar's guide. Do not worry, child of this Earth. You will have a place in the new world of my gods." Her eyes burned with what could only be love as she spoke of these masters, voice crooning each name with sweet devotion, each word a hymn.
Marceline lifted her bat from the fallen creature, already noticing deep cracks in it. Everybody else hit way harder than her, and their weapons didn't break! Why did reality have to pick on her? She backed away from the window as another beast leaned in, only to slump over when one of Smith's beams pierced its side. She had only relaxed for a second when she saw more shapes in the snow. Endless... so many of them... she was gonna die here! It wasn't fair, she had never done anything! She had never been anything. One of the large ones lunged through right at her and she instinctively swung. The bat split in half with a piercing crack like a home run. The creature was hurtled into the table besides her, turning it into sawdust. Her panicked mind held on the moment of impact. The loss of her weapon, the trajectory of the creature changing, the way the others cringed away from her. Her single eye widened and her ears rang.
She glanced at the pulped table, where the monster was dragging itself to its feet. It jumped up in a way impossible for a human and locked both its eyes on hers. For a second the two stared each other down, lowering into fighting stances. The monster growled and lunged. Marceline bolted, letting it land bewildered that the prey who seemed so bold just a moment before was fleeing. Marceline ducked behind Chase, letting the increasingly frustrated creature face him instead. It waited for him to turn and face it. It made a roar that asked "will you flee too?", eyes locked on his.
Marceline jumped away from Chase, crawling over the seats and under tables to get over to Smith. A monster's arm lay smouldering on the ground beside him, the creature above now lurking out of his line of sight and fire. "Smith! What are the rescuers coming in? If you can, helicopters! Or something else loud!" She demanded, grabbing his arm to get his attention.
"Doesn't matter. They're squishy, so just wack em' if you like. They're not the worst in store for us here." True to Huntsman's words, the flying organism was already deflating, impaled by many red tendrils. "Come on, show me what you've got. If you can't handle these, what do you think the avatar will do to you?" She turned her hood towards Matt, nothing showing but a bushel of feelers that looked like they had been painted with red nail polish. The two ground based creatures skidded forward and jabbed at Matt's knees with proboscises dripping with acid.
The avatar lounged on ground covered in what resembled pink moss, soft to the touch but inexplicably wet. The snow chilled him to the bone, but he didn't move. His eyes were tightly shut, his mind not there. He was feeling the things in his territory, sensing their souls passing through the region his own commanded. He could feel Crow and Haruko, facing Abijah. He wondered if this was what they felt like when they used their own sensory abilities. His mind lingered on them for a while, but something else pulled at the back of his mind. He reluctantly let them slip away for a moment to range further, coming across his children surrounding a small group of fighters... and those who clearly weren't involved. His fingers clutched tight around the necklace he wore, nearly being cut on the tiny knife on the chain. His eyes popped open and he sat up, scattering the thickly furred women around him. He swung his upper body to throw himself to his feet, looking up at the sheer rock wall before him. "Master, what's-" One's inquiry was stopped short by the shockwave that erupted from the spot he stood--the sheer force of the jump that carried him hundreds of feet up.
Chase would feel the horrible pressure of the soul of a god all too soon. His reaction as it drew horribly close would be up to him.
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Post by TimePuppy on Mar 4, 2016 16:50:34 GMT
The acid-laced proboscis tapped Galantus's armored knees futilely. The acid sizzled on the armor, but it wasn't very effective on the foreign metal it was made of. Matt punched down with his shield arm and cut the creatures in two with the edge of his shield.
"I'm not worried about these creatures. But I do wonder what kind of being the 'avatar' is if he can make the creature he claims. And why he doesn't just stop making them if he doesn't want to. Well, I guess it doesn't matter. In the end, all that matters is that he needs to fall."
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Post by Obscuris on Mar 7, 2016 23:11:15 GMT
Unable to respond to what happened around her, Arlana slipped slowly against the table until her knees touched the sticky floor of the restaurant. Attacked by uncontrollable tremors, Arlana’s eyes stared blankly at the floor and cold tears fell slowly through her pale face. At the sight of blood the smell of fried food and the dirty walls of the dinner fade away like ink in water and Arlana found herself back at the worst moment of his life. No matter how strong and brave Arlana tried to be, she was still a 17 year old and merely a year ago she had seen her life crumbled around her like a house of cards. Her psychological wounds were still too fresh and completely paralyzed her, leaving her completely defenseless against the horde of monsters that were destroying the dinner and threatening her life. The fear and pain that dwelled deep within the girl were suddenly free, like a blocked river that broke its dam, and the pain that pierced her chest was worse than the sharpest for swords. As if she had descended to the depths of hell, Arlana felt doomed to watch as her father, consumed by fair and desperation, gently stroke her cheek with fingers stained with thick blood and his dying lips said without sound the same words, over and over again.
Trapped in her own mind, the Tarot apprentice couldn’t see the danger she was in or how Ruby Rose saved her from certain death. When the Mahouseki tried to help her get up, Arlana was only able to raise her head a bit and stare at the pink haired woman. It was like trying to wake from a dream. Ruby Rose’s face seemed to move in slow motion and distorted, as if Arlana was watching her through the heat waves of a desert and her mouth opened and closed in a slow chant that didn’t made sense. Something inside Arlana tried making its way through the immense sea of pain that had invaded her and, annoying as a bug, forced the girl to pay more attention to whatever that woman was trying to say. As her mind concentrated more on the words and less in blood, Arlana found something soothing on Rose’s stare that helped her confused head to get in place. There was something good, attentive and loving behind those eyes that reminded Arlana of something warm and familiar, although she couldn’t discern what it was. Slowly, Arlana started to break free of her pain and picked up some of the words Ruby Rose was saying. “Scared”, “Alone” “people” “helping” “monsters” “hurt or injured” “…port. So please will you help me? ”. Arlana turned her head and watched as the slim woman with a bat tried hiding some innocent people so that the monsters couldn’t get to them. As the door closed, the Tarot Apprentice saw the waitress that had brought her a hamburger and for a mere second they crossed eyes. Pain, confusion and the fear of death were reflected on the waitress eyes, crying for help and praying for her life. Arlana saw herself in those eyes, saw the pain that had chased her from that horrific day, a year ago. “No, she isn’t like me” Arlana form those words on her troubled mind with great effort “At least I have the cards... I can do something about this fricking monsters. Maybe... maybe I can help her, so that she don’t end up as me”. Something inside her reacted to that thought. Those people needed her help desperately and she was just sitting there, worrying about her stupid problems. Those people were alive. They had family, friends and loved ones. They couldn’t die in there, in the middle of nowhere.
Those thoughts made something inside her react and without noticing, Arlana’s pain hid behind them and, as if they were rebuilding a broken dam, they created a shell for her darkest thoughts. When Kusuri put her Deck between her hands, Arlana felt as if she woke up from a terribly nightmare. With trembling fingers, she held the Deck and nodded weakly.
“I…I’ll try” her voice trembled as much as her body but there was a faint and ferrous resolution behind it. She took Ruby Rose’s soft hand and stood up, taking a look around her and trying not to lose balance. The fight continued all around the dinner and the monsters kept arriving like a swarm of beast like mosquitos. Hopefully, Arlana didn’t pay much attention to the pieces of monster that flew around as the other defenders killed the monsters without quarter, sending heads and bloody entrails everywhere. No, Arlana’s attention was fixed on the endless sea of enemies that could be seen through the broken windows. The girl felt herself falter but swallowed her fears and started looking around through the deck as fast as she could, knowing exactly what she was looking for. Those ugly things might be too much for her but at least she could stop so many from entering at the same time.
When she found the card she was looking for, Arlana hid behind a table so that she wasn’t split in half as she concentrated. It wasn’t an easy task… at all. After the shock she suffered gathering all the energy and concentration needed to summon a card was incredibly hard. The first time she tried she couldn’t even gather enough magic to make a coin appear, at the second try the words necessary for the summoning broke like a piece of glass on her mind.
“Come one, Lana. Get your shit together” she whispered to herself imitating Sun’s annoying tone as she slapped herself in both cheeks at the same time, leaving two red and painful spots on her face “Third time is a charm”. She took a couple of deep breathes to ease her trembling body and put the card close to her chest.
The moment she closed her eyes, everything around her fade away into darkness. The spine chilling roar of the monsters, the screams of the civils, and the sound of glass shattering, the pain and fear that paralyzed her… everything disappeared as Arlana went into some sort of trance, focusing only on the card. She felt it’s worn out surface, its pointy edges and visualized the image on her mind as she dove inside herself to release her power. Slowly, like a memory long forgotten, the words started popping out on her head and the opaque card started to shine with a bright white light. The magic spread through her whole body, filling her with a vertiginous feeling of power and turning her into a blinding beacon to however could feel magic.
The first words that came out of her lips were only a whisper “I call upon thee” her voice was emotionless and with each word her chant became stronger and cleared. “Possession of thy Merchants…”one of the monster, attracted by the light and voice of Arlana, walked curiously towards the table “Body of Earth” Arlana stood up with the glowing card on her hand. The monster shrilled and its tentacles danced macabrely on his back as it moved towards the back of his prey overflowing with the trill of the hunt. When he was just a few meters away, the monster jumped against Arlana’s defenseless back. “Come!” Arlana screamed and her next words resounded like a sonorous bell “Ten of Pentacles!” and with one swift movement, she threw the releasing card right at the monster’s face. The creature was thrown backwards through a window pushing some of its brethren back with it when a deep and powerful sound, similar to a gong, came out of the Tarot Card as it release a small shockwave. Arlana almost fainted when the magic inside of her was released violently and left her with a strange feeling of emptiness and fatigue. Two cards in less than a couple of hours was really taking a toll on her. But she managed to stay on her feet, with her hand stretched towards the Ten of Pentacles as it finished it’s summoning.
The card, levitating a few meter above the ground, released a blinding light as it started spinning on itself until it became a glowing disk of light. As it spun faster and faster, small pieces of shinning energy were torn apart by the centrifugal force that kept spinning and also became circles. After the last piece was separated, Arlana was surrounded by ten circles of light and, with a simple gesture, their surface cracked like a window and exploded into a million pieces of light that faded into nothingness revealing the true appearance of the Pentacles.
Of about thirty centimeters each, the Pentacles appeared to be giant coins. Slightly glowing with a golden light, they were perfect and thick circles of a translucent material that held a darker pentagram inside of them. Each sharp point of the pentagram touched the borders of the translucent part as if it was trapped inside a golden window. Following the orders of Arlana’s hands the Ten of Pentacles flew towards the broken windows and door of the dinner, pushing some of the monsters aside and almost hitting the other humans that were fighting. “Sorry!” Arlana apologized as she tried controlling the weapon when a Pentacle almost crashed against Marceline’s head “I’m not very good at this! It’s the first try I use this things”. After few tries and a couple of broken tables, Arlana was able to press the Pentacles against the entrances to the dinner. There, the golden coins distorted and expanded until they covered the hole to prevent any more creatures getting inside. The Pentacles weren’t the most efficient weapon to attack but their incredible hardness made them the perfect shield against the monster’s violent charge. That way, if the monsters found another way to enter, they should at least fight from just one direction.
Meanwhile, outside the dinner, another fight was taking place. It wasn’t the most dangerous brawl or the most important but it sure was the cutest. Well, at least until you got close enough to hear it. When Ruby Rose’s helped Arlana and the girl stood up, Sun let out a violent sigh of relief. The situation was dire. An endless army of man-eating, flesh-suckers and tentacle-raping monsters was heading towards the destroyed restaurant but it seemed like whoever was inside it was enough to take them, for a while at least. Sun let out a muffled cursed. Fucking Hidden-whatever. The last time he had been in the human world, powerful human’s wouldn’t even bother hiding their abilities and a stupid army such as that one could have been erased from face of the earth in the time he took to mock Arlana’s flat chest. Now, it seemed like all that time hiding from the normal humans had reduced their powers to a pitiful level.
With the roaring and clacking of the creatures beneath him and the sound of his own words, Sun almost forgot completely about that annoying fur ball that was chasing him around. “Hey, cotton-tail” he yelled as he turned around “why don’t you go paint an egg or someth…” Suddenly, all that Sun could see was a rabbit’s angry face and a lot of white fur as Kusuri’s familiar crashed against him and sent him flying towards some trees.
“MoOoOoOoOoOtHeRfUuUuUcKeRrR!!!!!!” his curse accompanied him as he spun through the air until he regain control. Flapping his wings furiously, Sun’s potent eyes scanned the surrounding area for a snow-white blur. “What the fuck is your problem?” He yelled and then grunted when his’s right wing was pierced by pain. Fucking magical creatures and fuck the Hidden World again. Why did he have to cross path with another magical being?
Gaining some height, Sun flew around the trees searching for his attacker as he let go a rant of rotten insults so complex it could take the red out the face of the most perverted of men. “Good idea taking the form of a rabbit, you fuck face! I’ll hunt you down and use our intestines as string for a violin so that I can play a song about how I’ll kill your family with a rusty knife!” was one of the most simple. When his eyes caught a spot of white fur, his beak opened in a triumphant squeak as he dove towards it. His red and golden wings and tail busted into flames and his eyes smoked as he plummeted towards Shinshi at breathe taking speeds with his claws spread open, like a hawk about to catch a juicy prey.
“Guess what, carrot fucker!” He yelled “its wabbit season!”
Back at the dinner, Arlana ran towards Ruby Rose right after summoning the Pentacles, dodging the monsters. She jumped over the remains of a creature (she couldn’t even watch the bloody mess that it was) and got near the pink haired Mahouseki. Arlana had seen Sun’s flaming silhouette in the woods and felt painfully conscious about the weight of a long card on her pocket. “I-I have to get to the roof!” She stuttered as she reached the woman and grabbed her hand. Arlana was still trembling and her eyes reflected how scared she actually was. But she had thought of something, something crazy and insane. “I-I think I can take those things out!”
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Post by Colt of Personality on Mar 17, 2016 4:44:38 GMT
Magic Girl Combination: The Battle on Multiple Fronts
A look of concern flashed across Crow’s eyes as Abijah displayed a bit of her abilities dividing herself into multiple clones which confronted the various hunters. However once the woman confirmed that Dan was at the heart of this that concern faded just as fast as it came. “I don’t care if you call yourself the Queen of F*cking England, but you are talking about my friend and I’m here to bring him back.” If the Jade Army was looking into Crow’s eyes she would see a supercharged storm contained within them threatening to unleash its wrath on anyone who wanted to stand between him and his friends. The Last Gunslinger dropped the medical NE cigarette to the ground and stomped it out with his cowboy boot his eyes quickly glanced around at the various clones and his potential allies. They needed to fine the original one and defeat her to potentially end the clones unless there some other magic behind this trick. Despite his weaken natural senses he could probably determine which one the original source was sensing the various energies emitting from everyone and everything around him. However as the world darken and he attempted to focus on the clones the Rail-gun’s eyes widen in shock. Not only was he unable to tell the difference between the clones he couldn’t even sense them. They seemed to be nothing but a blank void on these world it was enough to send a shiver through him it was as if they were not naturally of this world.
“Guys keep your guard up these clones, she is not natural! Something is off about this whole situation I can’t sense any Ki or Natural Energy.” Crow glared at the Abijah clone and decided he wanted to make the first move. He fired a shot at the Jade Clone, this was no normal bullet, it was Alchemic bullet of the Flare variant it exploded into a blinding flash of light. Using this distraction Crow quickly rolled to the side away from Abjiah and fanned the hammer of Quicksilver firing the remaining 5 bullets at her. The Gunslinger then reloaded using The Trick and fired two more shots at one for clones near Haruko and Eve. Crow wanted to keep the clones distracted he wanted to focus on him so that others could counter. The Super Charged Cowboy smirked a little as he kept talking, “I don’t know who this Primal Roar is but it’s not Dan. He is not the type to mate with some chick who calls herself…what the hell did you say. The Tongue filled with a Thousand Worms. Frankly I don’t care because I plan on taking Dan back. I lost one friend to many recently and I’m not going to let you or anyone else stop me. I swear on my word as a Gunslinger.” Crow wasn’t only speaking of Abjiah or whoever else they may face but with the presence Eve and even Aria meant that Dan had invited some big names to take him out.
Back as the destroyed diner Kusuri was elated to see Arlana regain her fighting spirting so to say as the Tarot Card Master pushed back against the creatures. Kusuri looked around when she saw Marceline bat breaking and scrambling away. “Excuse me miss? But it looks like your weapon needs some repair. Let me help.” Kusuri waved her hand and a pink aura surrounded the bat as it levitated in the air. Then every splinter, every piece, ever fragment of the broken bat and reformed into the bat the pink aura fading away. “There now you can swing it until your hearts content and if its breaks I can easily repair again and again.” Ruby Heart flashed her a smile and then noticed both Chase and Smith mainly Chase. “Diagnosis.” A pink beam flashed over the area and suddenly the Mahoseki warrior could see hearts appearing over everyone heads she noticed the heart over chase was pulsing with rapid (indicating his increase heart rate) “Calming Pulse.” A light pink heart of Mahoseki Magic formed from Kusuri’s hand and floated towards Chase’s chest. If Chase allowed he would feel the effects of the calming energy fill him slowing his heart, relaxing his muscles a bit, and even clearing his mind. When Arlana said she may have a way to defeat the disturbing monsters Ruby Heart smiled brightly. “That’s great. I will help you whatever way I can. But first let get you to the roof.” With that Ruby Heart waved her hand and small heart shape platforms appearing leading to the hole in the roof.
Crow and others vs Ahijab and the current fight going on in the dinner may have been cool but the true main event was the epic conformation between Sun and Shinshi. The two magical companions exchanged blows and insults. While normally Shinshi could avoid Sun’s fiery attack he suddenly detected a surge in Mahoseki Magic that wasn’t from Kusuri. It was much further away and there was something off about it. “AAAHHHHHHHHH!” This momentary distraction caused Shinshi he cried in pain as the firey bird slash and crashed into him drawing blood. “You bloody winged curd! You dare strike a knight such as myself! I will pluck your feathers one by one for that! Also for your information I didn’t choice this form I was CURSED!” However as much as Shinshi wanted to continue fighting Sun he could sense Kusuri in the diner and the noticed the monsters swarming it. “Bird Creature…Enough. We can fight each other till we both fall to our wounds but it seems we both have something invested in that diner. I assume you care for that girl as I care for mine. I say we call truce for now and help them!” Shinshi eyes narrowed but he spoke with sincerity there would be enemies in the world right now and if that surge of Mahoseki Magic was any sign of things to come.
Meanwhile Levi Weston, Kusuri teacher and chaperone for this trip was moving with a fever as people rushed into the motel claiming of monsters attack. He was in a complete doctor mode moving from one patient to another treating their wounds with the ease of a prodigy such as himself. However while he worked his mind was filled with worry for Kusuri as well as disdain for whatever monstrosities that the Hidden World produced. He looked down at the watch on his wrist which was now blinking and pinging with the various energies that the Hidden World Monsters were producing. He would deal with them after he attended the wounded.
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Post by Vapovile on Mar 20, 2016 10:39:47 GMT
Haruko watched as Abijah transformed, feeling a strange sense of...familiarity to the energy being emitted from the opponent. Was she...no way, that couldn't be possible. Regardless, Haruko herself grabbed the amulet hanging off her neck and focused a tiny amount of magic energy into it. "Please don't fail...transform!" Instantly, Haruko's body erupted into a blinding light that masked the rapid changes that happening to the seamstress's body. Her hair grew down to her knees, her body grew until it rivaled Aria in height, her outfit changed into a black sleeveless shirt and long black skirt that went down to her ankles, and a small headset appeared on her head as the transformation completed. A faint upbeat song could be heard in the background as the light faded, revealing Haruko's magical girl form; Opal Song. Taking the distraction caused by Crow, Haruko slams her foot into the ground to summon a thick, bright neon pink wall to crash into the clone's body, followed by summoning another wall to try and pull them together, attempting to smash the clone against the force of both light walls.
Nearby, Aria listened to Abijah's claims about Dan, taking note of what she said, should it become evidence in an upcoming trial. The HWIC president then drew her own pistol as soon as the clone appeared to lunge at her, aiming the flame bullet directly at the clone's torso and pulling the trigger, launching a fireball the size of a barrel at the clone to try and incapacitate it right off the bat. Reloading her gun with a stun blast now, Aria bolts across a beam of light and fires two shots; one aimed at the clone she fired the fireball at, the other aimed at the one attacking Haruko. Perhaps the stun would stop the clone from resisting for enough time for Haruko to finish the job.
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Nearby, Cadence sighed as a clone began rushing toward her. Why...she wasn't even doing anything to fight this lady. Oh well...
Summoning a group of nearby vines to wrap around her arm, Cadence lunges the vine arm at Abijah's clone, the vines fanning out as they approached to minimize the chance of dodging. Once caught, Cadene would make the vines grow all around the clone, then slowly condense into a ball...wanting to crush the person inside from the sheer force exerted upon her.
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Post by waybig1010101 on Mar 26, 2016 4:17:43 GMT
Smith examines the restaurant and makes sure to get rid of any remaining foes, even shooting a series of rounds at the beast in front of Chase. Should he spot anything moving that is unfriendly, he will not hesitate to unleash a barrage of plasma beams at its way. In fact, he even goes so far as to fire shots at the remains of the fallen creatures and completely vaporize their corpses as a precaution. Yet, the fallen bodies are not the only thing he focuses his attention on. He also examines the individuals inside. So far everyone seems to be doing alright for the most part. A few seconds ago he was worried about Chase and the young woman with the special cards. But they both seem to be recovering from whatever was affecting them. Still, how long will this brief moment of peace last? Looking outside, he knew that they will a miniature army of these deadly critters waiting to tear them apart. As he prepares to formulate a plan of action, Marceline rans up to him. As she shakes his arm, he addresses her in his typical calm demeanor, "The HWIC is sending an aerial transport vehicle to this location. It won't take too long before they arrive; however, if we are going to remove the civilians from here, we have to create a safe space for their evac to land." He studies Arlana and Kusuri before continuing, "They seem to be working towards that task, so in the meanwhile we will continue to protect everyone here." He adjusts his pistols towards the only entrance left for the monsters to come from and prepares to blast anything dangerous that approaches into a pile of ashes.
Slowly getting back to this feet, Chase struggles to regain his composure. After his body returns to a somewhat relax state, he prepares to offer a small gesture of appreciation to the magical girl that used her spell to calmed him down, but before he could even get a chance to show his gratitude, his entire being is suddenly frozen as he picks up the spiritual presence of a powerful being. It wasn't long before sweat starts to travel down from his forehead. Though this signature is unique to itself, he couldn't help but feel as if he sense something similar to this before...yet for some strange reason he can not figure out why this feeling is both familiar and frighting. All he could understand is that the soul of this individual is the one reasonable for this spiritual fog covering the area. Yet, the truly terrifying part about this revelation, is that he believed that the fog is a result of some spiritual interference, now he knew that the fog isn't even a fog, but rather the overwhelming existence of this one singular being, which has cast such a gigantic spiritual presence throughout the area, that the souls of the creatures that they have been dealing with could never hope to even register as their spiritual presence is so inferior to their master's. Chase is unable to move for a few more seconds as he tries to comprehend what is happening, but unknown to the alcoholic is that the realization of this one soul also affects his mark and soon enough it begins to glow. However, this glow did not appear to be functioning as some type of warning signal, rather it appears to more emotional than that. And that the emotion it was expressing was none other then pure excitement.
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Post by HungryHunter on Mar 27, 2016 4:06:13 GMT
Eve lunged, tackling her opponent. The two rolled and tumbled, vanishing into the storm. The snow whipped carried by bone-chilling winds. The Abijah before Haruko smiled when she transformed. "Huh? There are more of these?" The clone flipped her club. She was distracted enough that both walls closed in on her. She put her arms up in surprise, walls slamming into her from both sides. The bullet from Crow was at least stopped with the wall, but this was still an annoying situation. "You... are not pinning me here!" She shoved out with both hands, pushing the walls back across the ground, showing the swiftly thickening snow aside. She flew up out of its grip, then blitzed back down, feet first at Haruko's solar plexus.
The Abijah facing Cadence watched her summon her vines and begin to back up. As the vines approached, she vanished into the snowy haze. A moment later, she dropped from straight above, landing right behind Cadence, expecting the snow to prevent her from turning in the time it took Abijah to reach down and snatch her off the ground in a bear hug. Something about Abijah's touch made it nearly impossible for Cadence to form thoughts, and the longer she was trapped the swifter thoughts would be ripped from her skull.
Aria's fireball made it half of its intended distance. Abijah moved faster than expected, throwing a punch at the fireball. The resulting explosion cleared the air of snow, making everything clear for just a second. Abijah kept going and moved her arm, hair burning, to grab Aria by the neck. Aria would feel the same effects as Cadence, her mind becoming painfully hard to use. Abijah tilted her head and licked her lips. "Oh, there's a bit more in there than the other one. She's clever, but she's not...hm." It felt for a second like something was moving in Aria's head, flopping like some sort of fish, penetrating deep, violating everything it touched. "President of the HWIC. Oh, and there's so much more. You have a wonderful mind." The rummaging feeling of utter violation began anew.
"The avatar is not the Primal Roar! He is of him! Do you not understand how the gods work?" Abijah indignantly inquired. The bullet going up in a flare didn't seem to perturb her at all as she rushed forward. The bullets clearly stung her, but she plowed through them and swung her club at his gun hand, power coursing through it, making it glow with force before it struck.
"They are defined by their wholeness. They can shatter their consciousness into a thousand shards and remain whole. And this is exactly what makes an avatar." She explained in a kind voice as she swung the club upwards at Crow's chin. "A full demon god can't slip through the gaps between worlds. And so they slip fragments through the cracks, into the unborn, often drawn by those who recognize their divinity. Most of them emerge when the child's body reaches puberty, but the Primal Roar is special. He inhabits the host for their whole life, empowers them. And through them, he changes the world. Without him, your Dan would be a normal man. With him, he is god."
Huntsman smiled and shrugged. "I'm not his psychologist. Maybe we can ask when we see him?" Huntsman's tentacles retracted back under her coat. That was better. It just got more frigid by the second out here. She whistled and slipped between the stalks, slowing her jaunty rate when she felt a rumble through the ground. "Huh? That's weird." She stopped and knelt, pulling her hood down. Her head beneath was briefly a gorgeous woman's with stunning red hair. Then her ear swelled and extended, turning an entire half of her head into an auditory device she shuffled into the snow. Her remaining eye widened when she realized just what it was. "To arms! Defend yourself! He's-" There was an explosion of force, not any blow, merely the wake of something moving with impossible speed. The wind tossed Huntsman like a ragdoll, dropping her hundreds of feet away from Matt. Worse, there was a crack like the collapse of a glacier as every stalk in the field was pushed flat. Huntsman hadn't even seen the thing!
She growled as she stood, pushing her hood back up. Another rumble sounded off. She roared in exasperation and looked back. She took a step back, then another. "Okay, fuck this. Armor man, I hope you can run in that!" She took a running start and lunged into the sky, spreading her wings once more as hundreds of various creatures exposed themselves at the sound of certain prey.
"Alright, but that's clearly not going to last! Sheer force will only get us so far! But when my bat broke, some of them freaked out! I think it was the pitch, so can you try to replicate that louder?" Marceline asked him, holding her broken bat hilt out as she gestured. She yelped when it floated from her hand, quivering for a second before it came back together. "I... uh, thanks." Well, that was handy. Behind her, the monster assaulting Chase fell, torched by Smith's blasts. Marceline noticed the sudden quiet in the room. She frowned, only barely different from her current expression and checked out the window. A noise came from the roof... above the kitchen. "FUCK!" She screamed, hopping outside and immediately finding a a monster jumping down on top of her. The large beast slammed her into the snow, and beyond it she could see more on the roof, one already dragging a screaming waitress from the kitchen sanctuary. "HELP HELP HELP!" Marceline wailed, not minding the indignity of it. She didn't have much dignity in the first place.
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Post by Vapovile on Mar 29, 2016 10:06:13 GMT
Haruko watched as Abijah's clone shoved both of her walls away like they were nothing, then fly at her feet first. Quickly summoning a green spotlight to increase her speed, Haruko shoves off her right foot and skates away from , almost like Haruko was talking on ice. "Impressive strength, especially after cloning yourself this many times. Must be that gem you have, right?" Haruko motioned toward the stone that Abijah used as she was transforming. It appeared as if this person didn't have any ranged attacks, so it was in her best interest to stay out of range of her attacks. Raising her hand up, a dark blue spotlight appears above the clone, tracking her movements. The spotlight would make Abijah's clone feel much heavier than normal, decreasing her overall speed. Following up her setup, Haruko summons a wall of bright neon pink knives in a half circle pattern around her opponent, and quickly sends them to attack their target.
Nearby, Aria was taken aback by Abijah's brash attack against the fireball, then utter speed in closing the gap between them. Her mind was then suddenly probed, a feeling Aria utterly detested with every fiber of her being. Being a high ranking officer of the HWIC, she couldn't have any sort of information stolen from her brain...but these thoughts were soon drowned out by the mental attack. Glaring at the clone, Aria's body soon erupts in a flash of light, and before a second passed by, the HWIC president stood a few feet away with her pistols drawn once more. "...a mental attack. You are now charged with espionage, carrying a life sentence in one of the worse Hidden World prisons in the world." Activating her light abilities, Aria lunges forward and nearly disappears in a flash of light, her speed now increased many fold. Trying to take her opponent by surprise, Aria reappears 2 meters behind Abijah's clone and fires a large blast of light out of her pistols. The blast was roughly the size of a small car, and carried the dual effect of potentially blinding the opponent if hit, and a searing burn from the heat produced by the blast. Fighting this person up close was not an option.
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Not reacting much to being picked up, Cadence stares at the clone giving her a bear hug, her mind almost completely blank if the clone began to delve into it. "...huh..." The doll remarks, taking note of the attempted mental attack against her mind. Looking blankly back up at Abijah's clone, Cadence shakes her head. "...bad idea."
Suddenly, Cadence's head lunges forward at Abijah's, her hair quickly growing into sever long tendrils that try to attack her opponent's face. The hair continued to grow after it would reach Abijah's clone's face, attempting to attach itself with a layer of sticky sap and work it's way into the exposed parts of her body; trying to dig into her opponent's eyes and squeeze them into popping, working tendrils into her nose to try and get to her brain and begin stabbing at that, and trying to get some of the tendrils into the clone's mouth so Cadence can grow more plants in her body to attack the clone's heart. No matter how strong someone was outwardly, they all had their weak spots.
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Post by TimePuppy on Mar 29, 2016 19:16:03 GMT
The enemy was too numerous to fight. It wasn't impossible with Galantus's armor, but it would consume a lot of time and stamina. In a flash of green, Matt transformed again. He was now a blue buglike-creature. Its head was covered by some sort of metallic, helmet-like exoskeleton with a protrusion in the shape of a horn. It had four long, twig-like arms and its legs were just as slender. But the most important feature of the bug were its two pairs of bee-like wings. They started flapping at incredible speeds and Kabuto flew up into the air, following Huntswoman.
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Post by Obscuris on Mar 30, 2016 2:53:07 GMT
With a faint “thank you” towards Ruby Heart, Arlana climbed on one of the heart shaped platforms that the Mahoseki warrior had created and tried to regain her breathe. It seemed like the Pentacles blocking the windows were doing their job and the remaining monsters were killed with such efficiency it was almost frightening. Glad by the success of her plan, Arlana high fived herself mentally. But her joy couldn’t and didn’t last too long. Aboard that strange transport, the girl couldn’t stop herself of “admiring” the havoc the monsters had left on the dinner. Every inch of the place seemed to be covered in fragments of glass, severed tentacles, blood and even worse things. Although the merciless way the tall and suited man was cleaning the place was helping a bit, Arlana felt her knees tremble and a faint numbness on her mind as the paralyzing fear tried to get a hold on her again. “You can’t do this now, this people need help. You can’t do this now, this people need help” she repeated again and again on her heard like some sort of mantra, building a cage to keep her fear at bay. However, her emotional pain wasn’t her only problem. The effort of summoning two cards in just a few hours, her unintentional walk through Siberia’s freezing woods and the ongoing fight against those strange creatures had burned through her pitiful amount of stamina like a hyperactive humming bird on cocaine. Her vision was blurry, her legs were sore and her she felt her a burning sensation on her chest. If it wasn’t for the tsunami of adrenaline pumping through her veins, she would have already fainted. But as she touched the long and ancient card on her pocket, she knew that she couldn’t. She tried not to think about the blood and guts of the monsters scattered below her, about the danger she was going to put herself into or the reason why a small town Irish girl was in the middle of the Siberian Tundra fighting against and army of disgusting monsters. “Look out!” she exclaimed as the platform went up “As soon as I get up there, my Pentacles will disappear and some of them might come in!” As if she was pulling something, Arlana made a gesture towards two of the golden coins “Come with me, please!” she said. Like soldiers reacting to their commander’s orders, the two Pentacles flew towards their master and the holes they left opened were quickly closed by the surrounding Pentacles that stretched like gum to cover the broken window. The pair that Arlana called shrunk to the size of an earring and orbited around her head as she reached the roof. Just as Arlana’s red haired head popped out on the roof, Marceline was jumped by one of the monsters and Arlana saw at least five or six more of those creatures standing on the roof. With a powerful jump of their strong legs, two of the monster dashed towards Arlana with a spine chilling roar. Unconsciously, the Tarot Apprentice let out a terrified shriek and, with her eyes closed, stretched an arm towards the attacking creatures in a useless attempt to defend herself. Although that could have been the premature end Arlana’s story, it was interrupted by a sudden, resounding and almost comical gong when one of the tiny Pentacles followed its master’s arm and turned into an impenetrable wall right in front of the creatures. When Arlana dared to open just one eye to see what happened, she almost laughed at the faces of the monsters pressed against the magical shield like a couple of bugs splatted against a glowing windshield. Not knowing why, Arlana stared at the Pentacle and whispered “Wow… Thank you”. It might have been her imagination, but Arlana could swore the Pentacle seemed to get brighter when it heard her speak. A scream took the girl’s mind out of that strange event. One of the waitress, the one that served Arlana, was being dragged by one of the monsters that was about to jump off the roof towards the bubbling mass of tentacles and claws that surrounded the dinner. “Go! Save her” she ordered and stretched her arm toward the woman. The other Pentacle grew to the side of a football and was shot towards its target, spinning in the air. The fragment of the Card flew over the creature´s head, stood on its edge and violently went down against the roof as it followed Arlana´s hand gestures. The hard edge of the Pentacles cut through the monster’s claw and released the waitress, before suddenly expanding to keep the woman safe. “Go back into the kitchen and try to cover the exit! Don’t come out no matter what!” Arlana said to the terrified woman, sounding a lot less confident that she’d like. Then, she turned her back on the woman without hesitating. If she allowed herself to stop for a second, to think, she would probably end up screwing the only chance those guys had of leaving that place alive. Arlana ran to the center of the roof pushing the monster´s away with the Pentacles. When she reached a certain point, the girl took out a card out of her pocket. It was an ancient and long card, way bigger than her usual Deck. The drawing on the front was blurred and almost undistinguishable and its back was worn out in a brown and dirty color. For a mere moment, she suddenly stopped when her eyes caught something in the nearby woods. A figure stood at the side of a tree. Hiding beneath a dark and long cloak, the silhouette made a perfect contrast against the white and pure snow. For a mere instant, a fragment of a second, their eyes crossed. Arlana could not discern what was laid hidden in the depths of that black hood but she felt like she know whoever that was, as if it were a member of your family you hadn’t seen in years. But that connection was suddenly broken when a Pentacle circled around Arlana and as one of its lines blocked the girl’s eyes, the figure seemed to disappear behind it. Arlana shook her head as if she had seen a ghost and with the Card held firmly between her hands, yelled at the top of her lungs. “SUUUUUUUUUUUUN!”
Speaking of the devil, as Arlana cleared the roof, Sun was circling menacingly over Shinshi. The golden bird was about to dive one again against that white prick but hesitated at his words. A low grunt came out of his throat as he turned his beak towards the dinner. “Tsk, fuck” he muttered as he landed on a crooked branch. “I guess you are right, I don’t think that flat chested moron would be able to take care of herself” However, he was determined to get the last word of the fight “But I would have kicked your a…” He was suddenly interrupted when he felt a violent yank coming from the dinner that almost made him fell of the tree and the bird’s flaming body emitted a pulse of bright golden light. “What the…” he started but was interrupted by another yank once more. It was a strange feeling, as if he was being pulled by a rope. As if he was being… called. A feeling he hadn’t felt in too much time. When he realized what was happening, a loud and infinitely joyful laugh shook his small and flaming wings. “Oh… it’s been a while… you better find somewhere to hide, Cotton-tail” as he spoke, his usual thin squeak changed. It became deeper, potent and distant, echoing through the woods. His flames grew bigger and burned intensely, throwing waves of golden fire. “You are about to see some serious shit” Just as Arlana called for him, Sun spread his wings and with a single flap threw himself through the snowy woods at an incredible speed, leaving a long trail of glowing flames behind him as he head to the dinner straight as an arrow.
The moment Arlana pulled the Card away all the Pentacles broke into pieces and their magic slowly disintegrated in the air, but she wasn’t defenseless at all. She could feel the magic. Her magic. It ran through her like an overflowing river. Flowing all the way through her body, her arms, her legs and her chest. She could feel it like an electric current going through her fingers and toes and through every hair on her body standing on end. The power was almost too much to hold and even though Arlana was tensing every muscle on her body and even clenching her teeth to keep it in, some of it started to slip away of her grip. And that same escaping magic was Arlana’s defense. The air around her was incandescent, it was almost alive. It shifted and blurred as a mirage on the desert and one of the poor monsters had the bad luck of being the first one to get close to that air. After a bright and loud flash, the creature was staring blankly at its melted claw. But Arlana couldn’t hear the screams and snaps of the creatures. Everything around her disappeared. The noise, the monsters, the cold, the screams. All that was left was the feeling of the card on her hand and something else, something that was going towards her at breathe taking speed. Her mind went blank as Sun got closer and the words she had never heard before slowly began appearing on her mind. Overflowing with magic, Arlana’s body left the dinner roof and levitated a few meters above the building. The old Card began to shine like as bright as a star with a powerful golden light and a single stream of light detached from it and danced around Arlana, forming a complex circle of magic beneath her feet. With each word that came out of her mouth, her voice grew in a powerful crescendo.
“Dawn after the blackest night… source of life. Strength of radiance, grant me your eternal flame to light the path before me and destroy the shadows that darkens it. I call upon you, my protector and my star. THE SUN!”
A massive radiance illuminated the air as Sun, a flaming comet piercing through Siberia’s cold sky, went disappeared inside its glowing Card, leaving it rippling like a stone thrown into the calm waters of a lake. Arlana felt as a broken dam as all the magic power she was holding was suddenly poured into the Card, creating waves of magical powers towards all directions, and felt herself faint. But she forced herself to stay awake and stared as the Card shifted and danced in front of her. Slowly, she realized that something was wrong. Something important. The Card kept shinning and absorbing her magic but Sun was nowhere to be found. The shinning surface kept stretching to a frightening form, like a robber band getting pulled until it brakes. Suddenly, a voice came out of the Card. “LANA! LOOK OUT!” Sun voice echoed inside her head just a second before the explosion. The glowing mess the Card was suddenly absorbed all the magic around it and for a moment, everything seemed to be silent and calm. And then all of it was released into a massive explosion of golden fire that traveled like a wave of destruction around the dinner. Sun’s fire, able to cut through steel like it was just butter, traveled through the monsters like a harbinger of doom. The snow melted and vaporized in an instant and the trees were reduced to mere ashes. However, somehow Sun was able to control his power and the explosion left the dinner unharmed before being expelled out of the Card as a drunkard thrown of a bar. The golden bird crashed into the rooftop of the dinner and bounced a few times before stopping. He recovered as quickly as he could, just in time to see Arlana hitting the roof with a loud and dry noise. “Lana!” Sun tried to fly but his wings were badly damaged and his flames were just enough to warm an ant. Jumping on the tiles, the Tarot Card dashed to his master’s side. She was in bad shape. The girl was completely knocked out, who knew if it was because of the explosion, the crash or pure exhaustion and the inside of her arms showed some nasty looking burns after she tried to cover her face. “What the fuck happened?” Sun asked silently as he got closer to Arlana and looked around at the smoky remains. He turned to Arlana once again and felt the tight grip of fear around his throat, something extremly strange of him. He had never lost control of his power like that… and the amount of magic Arlana infused in him was almost incomprehensible. What had just happened?
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